Ill lend you - for a little while - a horse of mine, God said. For you to love while hes alive, and mourn for when hes dead. It may be ten or twenty years, or maybe more than these, But will you, till I call him back, take good care of him please? Hell bring you joy to gladden you, and should his stay be brief, Youll have his lovely memories and solace for your grief. I cannot promise he will stay; since all from earth return, But there are lessons taught down there I want this horse to learn. Ive looked the wide world over in My search for teachers true And from the throngs that crowd lifes lanes I have selected you. Now will you give him all your love, not think the labor vain, Nor hate Me when I come to call to take him back again? I fancied that I heard them say, Dear Lord, Thy will be done! For all the joy Thy horse shall bring, the risk of grief we run. Well shelter him with tenderness, well love him while we may, And for the happiness we have known, forever grateful stay; But should the angels call for him much sooner than weve planned, Well brave the bitter grief that comes and try to understand!
Posted on: Tue, 12 Nov 2013 16:51:27 +0000